Dark Helmet: Before you die there is something you should know about us, Lone Star. Lone Starr: What? Dark Helmet: I am your father’s brother’s nephew’s cousin’s former roommate. Lone Starr: What’s that make us? Dark Helmet: Absolutely nothing! Which is what you are about to become.

Commanderette Zircon: Shall I have Snotty beam you down, sir? President Skroob: I don’t know about this beaming stuff? Is it safe? Commanderette Zircon: Oh yes, sir. Snotty beamed me twice last night. It was wonderful.